The two elders and three elders of Wenxiang Pavilion, one holding a sword and the other holding a sword, the cultivation of the two of them was all in the early stage of the Martial Saint Realm, and the two saints came out together and rushed straight to Yan Fei.

Ten thousand people come out of one saint.

Only with 10,000 cultivators can there be a Martial Saint.

The powerhouse of the Martial Saint Realm is already the strongest existence in the cultivation world.

A Saint Realm powerhouse is enough to become the master of a second-rate sect or even a first-class sect.

Right now, the two Martial Saint Realm powerhouses are killing Yan Fei together, how strong their momentum is.

It's a pity that in Yan Fei's eyes, the powerhouses of the Martial Saint Realm are nothing.

Sweeping the two of them with cold eyes, Yan Fei's naturally drooping hand suddenly changed into the shape of a claw, and a suction force surprised the gray-clothed old man not far behind him, because the sword in his hand actually flew out of his hand and turned into a streamer into Yan Fei's hand.

In an instant, the incomparable arrogance seeped out of the body, blocking the momentum of the two saints.

Brush, brush, brush!

The sword of the gray-clothed old man was in Yan Fei's hand, like a dancing snake.

Everyone saw the light in the void flickering a few times, and a miserable scream immediately came from their ears.

Ahh......h

Looking at it again, the two elders of Wenxiang Pavilion were still fierce and murderous, and now they actually fell to the ground together.

The sword that bears the sword is out of his hand, and the sword that holds the sword flies.

The two old men twitched violently on the ground, which made everyone extremely surprised, and they couldn't see where the injury was for the time being, that is, the time of three or five breaths passed, and almost at the same time, the two elders of Wenxiang Pavilion kicked their legs and whimpered.

Poof, poof!

When they were all dead, a hole was cracked in their necks, and blood spurted out in an instant, and the blood poured out several feet high.

The disciples of Wenxiang Pavilion who followed behind the two elders and rushed up together were all dumbfounded, and a few of them were sprayed with blood all over their bodies, and their legs were weak and they sat directly on the ground, completely devoid of Fang Cai's ruthlessness.

Kill the two saints with one sword!

Everyone was dumbfounded, and even Li Mobai involuntarily took three steps back.

The most wonderful expression was the old man in gray, he only felt a huge force in his hand, causing his sword to fly out of his hand, and then everything happened.

At this moment, he looked at his hand, then at the sword in Yan Fei's hand, and then at the two corpses lying on the ground, the old man in gray was completely stunned.

This sword, which has been in the old man's hands for more than 20 years, is it so sharp?

This sword, although the grade is not low, can reach the heavenly level, but it actually killed two such strong people? The gray-clothed old man's expression was both shocked and frightened, he looked at Yan Fei's back in a daze, and there was still a little admiration in his heart: "That's it, this person's strength is far above the old man." Alas, the same sword is so useless in my hands, and in his hands, there is such a sharp edge, this person,

Are you here to help me?"

Kill Li Wentai first, and then kill the Shuangsheng of Wenxiang Pavilion, Dugu Mo's face was solemn to the extreme.

But at this moment, he seems to have found a clue.

He glanced at Tang Eighteen and found a smile on Tang Eighteen's face.

And I said, Eighteen, this man ...... Does that sound familiar to you?"

Tang Eighteen is so wise, except for the fact that his body size is almost good, and he is more refined than a monkey, he has already recognized Yan Fei, but since Yan Fei hid his face, he obviously didn't want people to know his identity, so he didn't dare to reveal it.

"Familiar, what familiar?"

Dugu Mo frowned and said: "This person's sword path is so strong, and his attack is so ruthless, the old man feels, feels ......"

"Hey, Second Elder, don't be blind there, just watch it honestly. ”

Glancing at Tang Eighteen, the second elder shook his head helplessly.

He couldn't do much other than watch, but as time passed, some high-ranking figures in the Hanmen also arrived one after another.

......

in the open space.

The corpses of the two elders were like a line of death, placed in front of Yan Fei and Li Mobai's eyes.

Dozens of Wenxiang Pavilion disciples rushed fast just now, but now they kept retreating, until they retreated behind Li Mobai, looking at Yan Fei's blurred face in horror one by one.

Li Mobai's face was also full of shock.

There were a total of six elders in Wenxiang Pavilion, only these two elders and three elders had a close relationship with him, and he knew the strength of these two best.

In an instant, one of them was destroyed with one move, and Li Mobai thought he could do it.

But in the case of the two joining forces, it is difficult to say if they kill with one move.

Li Mobai suppressed the surprise in his heart, stared at Yan Fei for a while, and said, "Boy, such a fast sword, such a ruthless method, who are you, dare not report your name." ”

"Is it necessary for a person who is about to die to know this?" Yan Fei's voice was as cold as frost.

"You mean, I'm going to die too?"

"Why, don't you believe it?"

"Hehe, hahahahaha, okay, I like crazy people like you. When the words landed, Li Mobai shook one hand, and a brush appeared in his hand.

This brush is about two feet long, and the length of the pen barrel accounts for two-thirds of the entire pen.

The judge's pen can reach the level of a medium-grade holy weapon, and it still occupies a place on the list of divine weapons in the new row of the old man of Tianji, and it is really a rare treasure in the ninety-one.

At this time, a dry laugh came from behind Li Mobai.

"Giggles, what a handsome swordsmanship, Brother Li, it seems that this time, you have met a master. Li Mobai glanced at it, and it was none other than He San, the deputy head of the Mad Sword Sect.

How scheming is Li Mobai?

In fact, he didn't know anything about Yan Fei, he wasn't afraid, but he wasn't sure.

At this time, it would be best if someone could try it first.

It would be better if you could just slaughter this guy who came out of nowhere.

And this person is the most appropriate to find He Sanluo.

He Sanluo is notoriously upside down and crazy, but Li Mobai knows that the sword in He Sanmad's hand is quite good, and He Sanmad's cultivation is only afraid that he is even taller than him, and one foot has even stepped into the realm of the Martial God.

So, Li Mobai's eyes rolled. "Three crazy brothers, don't look at the jokes, you also saw it just now, this person is quite accomplished in swordsmanship, I'm afraid even you are a little inferior, and besides, this person's origin is unknown, I think it is very likely to be a person from a poor family, they dare not interfere in our affairs openly, and they actually started this kind of fame, which is obvious

It's declaring war on my Wenxiang Pavilion and your Mad Sword Sect. ”

As soon as he heard this, He San became angry, and his eyes were round. "Yo he, yes, it's better than Lao Tzu's swordsmanship, Li Mobai, you flash me aside, Lao Tzu will come for a while, what kind of master is it. ”